Top Of The Line Lyrics - M.o.p.

[F] Mash 'em out [D] No doubt 

[F] Mash 'em out [D] No doubt 

[F] Mash 'em out [D] No doubt 

[F] Mash 'em out [D] No doubt 

[F] Top of the line, for your mind 

[D] Niggaz hit the floor 

[F] Move it out, move it out 

[D] M.O.P.'s raw 

[Lil' Fame] 

Get the fuck out the way 

I'm bringin the drama to nuccas I got my foot in the door 

Now it's time to tear the hinges off the motherfucker 

Yeah, my name is on the map like that 

My shit is fat like that, because I put it on DAT like dat 

This is the best son, there's no suggestion 

Is M.O.P. in the motherfuckin house? (No question!) 

Rappers be singin it but don't really be bringin it 

M.O.P. is roughnecks and we got nuff techs 

Chump, you ain't no threat cause we are the same niggaz 

That used to rob you for your fuckin summer youth check 

In ninety-two I brought the ruckus 

But now in ninety-three (ring ding) ring ding motherfuckers! (uhh) 

I'm blowin up your spot, makin it hot, leavin 'em in a lot 

So when you throwin elbows, I'm throwin shots 

All my niggaz that's with me (get your maskes out) 

And if I really want drama (your ass is out) 

Come with it, M.O.P. is undefeated 

And you better wear your vest muh'fucker you gon' need it 

I bu-bu-break 'em down, get up (whattup nigga?) 

I got 'em all from the 'Ville ready to pull the trigger 

It's the L-I, L-F, A-M-E 

(B-I-L-L-why, D-A-N-Z-E) 

M.O.P., tellin all herbs the time 

(IT'S THE MASH OUT POSSE) Yeah, top of the line 

[D] Move it out move it out [F] Top of the line 

[D] Move it out move it out [F] Top of the line 

[D] Move it out move it out [F] Top of the line 

[D] Move it out move it out [F] Top of the line 

[D] Move it out move it out [F] Top of the line 

[D] Move it out move it out [F] Top of the line 

[D] Move it out move it out [F] Top of the line 

[D] Move it out move it out.. 

[Billy Danze] 

Top of the line (YEAH NIGGA) rugged never smooth 

(M) fuckin (O) fuckin (P) on the move.. 

.. Billy Danzeini will rock well 

Fatter than a fat bitch and madder than all hell 

Aight potnah? BITCH NIGGA, shotgun 

BLAOW! Ya little punk motherfucker 

Don't underestimate, the style of the great 

You brothers that waited so long no longer have to wait 

(Yeah) Never reject me, my Home Team protect me 

Laze hit me with blaze and Silver D select me 

Herbs been flowin with wack tracks for years 

They don't scare the fierce you niggaz can't compare 

So where we at? (We up in this) Where? 

(We up in this) Yeah! (So let them niggaz know we in here) 

Billy Danzeini shippin you home 

With two in your dome, you herbs can't get a bone 

I'm affiliate with motherfuckers way in Rome 

And check it right, I call a meetin, somebody cheatin 

You niggaz that thought it was somethin sweet, I caught you sleepin 

Get stupid if you want static, and we'll go at it 

Cross me, and that'll force me to let you have it 

Herbs be frontin like they got somethin 

Back it up, motherfucker cause Danzeini will got at'cha um.. 

Top of the line! 

[F] Move it out move it out [D] Top of the line 

[F] Move it out move it out [D] Top of the line 

[F] Move it out move it out [D] Top of the line 

[F] Move it out move it out [D] Top of the line 

[F] Move it out move it out [D] Top of the line 

[F] Move it out move it out [D] Top of the line 

[F] Move it out move it out [D] Top of the line 

[F] Move it out move it out..